The Book of Ten Thousand Laws, the Scarlet Mage Tower.

"Oh, you're just coming back to me for this!"

"Yes, my tax officer's idea is a bit whimsical, and it seems to work, but I'm always a little unsure."

Morey honestly explained his thoughts, and in front of this Yarman, he didn't need to disguise.

"Huh."

Yarman smiled and stepped out from behind the desk, standing still in front of Morey, only to ask a seemingly unrelated question about the disciple.

"Morey, do you know how many people in Becky's world become mages every year?"

"I don't know about this!"

Morey told the truth, he really didn't know how many more people became mages every year.

"Just counting my human race, this number is no less than 200,000!"

Hearing this, Morey's eyebrows raised, the number of mages he knew in the Far East was not just over a hundred, which was still accumulated over the years, and the number of new mages in the Becky world every year was 200,000, which showed the vastness of this world.

"A lot?"

Yarman saw Morey's surprise and asked with a smile.

"Isn't it much?"

"If I told you that there are twice as many warlocks, and that the number of warriors each year is more than ten times the number of mages, do you think it's too much?"

"This ......"

"Of course, it's a bit of a bully compared to the melee class, so 200,000 mages a year is not a lot!"

Morey: "......"

"But do you know how many new legends our mages have each year?"

Yarman's voice suddenly became very serious, and Morey couldn't help but pay attention.

"Two!"

"Only two legends can be born out of 200,000 mages!"

Morey was stunned by this ratio, a ratio of 100,000 to 1!

"But there are so many quasi-legendary mages in our organization?"

Hearing that only two people become legends every year, Morey couldn't help but have such doubts.

In the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, he had seen a lot of quasi-legends who had devoted themselves to cultivation, and at a glance, he felt that although they were still far away from their teacher, they were not much different from the cannibal mage who cut off one of his arms, and it seemed that they were only a layer of window paper away, could they ......

"Yes, many of them are quasi-legends in this life!"

Yarman ruthlessly gave a big fork to the future of these hard-cultivating mages.

"But you're different!"

Yarman looked at Morey with an excited expression, and then said:

"All of us agree that you are one of the two in the future!"

Looking at Morey's unfazed expression, Yarman added another comment to his disciple in his heart.

"So you know your weight now!"

"Don't say it's a tavern! If you just put their heads in the vat, no one will really care about you! ”

"At most, it's just a few reprimands!"

"Because you represent the legends of the future, and they are destined to be nothing more than dust!"

Speaking of which, the legendary potions master's mood actually fell for some reason, and then he waved his hand to let Morey leave.

Looking at the lonely figure, Morey couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"It seems that my teacher is also a person with a story!"

......

With Yarman's confession, Morey finally let go, of course, he will not be arrogant because of his identity as a "future legend", he is still within the previous rule frame, and he will not step into the restricted area for half a step, just expand the scale according to the current extent.

With the return of the first batch of mages recruited by Morey to the headquarters of the organization, the city of Ohus instantly became popular in the Book of Ten Thousand Laws.

It's such a great place for recreation and entertainment, I'm afraid everyone wants to try it, especially when those who come back show off what they have seen and heard in a condescending tone, which makes everyone unconvinced.

Didn't you just go to Ohs City and do a coolie? What to be proud of!

It's just that the next task of building a city and opening up trade routes issued by Ohs City was robbed as soon as it came out, but the hot scene showed that those people were just talking about it.

Although the remuneration that Ohs City needs to pay for this is indeed not low, so many people go to grab the task, which still makes Bert, who came here to post the recruitment task, smile.

He had made a deal of money in these entertainment situations, and in Bert's opinion, what kind of coolie was this, it was clearly a moving wallet.

With the escort of the big guy and the professional guidance of Goude, coupled with Bert's instigation of his younger brother to build momentum, this new city that has just been cleaned up of the ruins seems to have become a star city all of a sudden, and it is brightly lit all day long.

Ohs City expanded rapidly at a rate that changed every day, no, every hour, and even after the early trade routes were opened, the eyes of those merchants who smelled the smell of gold coins flashed with excitement when they looked at the huge rotating iron rings that could carry people, the mecha gladiatorial arena that thumped all day long, and these fun things that had never been seen before.

The business inquiries and cooperators who came immediately broke through the threshold of the investment promotion department presided over by Goude, and he had to apply to Morey for a batch of special funds to buy [Energy Elixir] and [Tranquility Elixir] for his subordinates who seemed a little crazy (anyone who negotiated a trade of tens of thousands of gold coins every day would look crazy).

Seeing that everything was on track, Morey also began to slowly let go, and he wanted to devote more time to the transformation of the space helicarrier and the study of space spells.

Yes, Morey's prediction was skewed, and when Ohs City confirmed its reputation as a city of entertainment, Morey was personally taken by Master Norbert to the Space Mage's Mage's Mage Tower.

Master Meyer cordially received Morey, expressed his optimism about Morey's development, and enthusiastically said that if there is something unclear about space spells, you can come here to ask him.

In this way, although he did not have the status of master and apprentice, Morey received no less than the third prince who paid a lot of money to study here with Meyer.

So whenever he saw Morey go to see Meyer, the third prince always hid far away, not because he was afraid of Morey, but because he didn't want to block himself.

With Meyer's teachings, Morey's spatial spell attainments are increasing day by day, and now he has even begun to try to construct his own spell teleportation array, linking Ohs City with the sinkhole, of course, it is best to succeed, if not, he will go to Meyer to buy one, and he can buy a precious teleportation circle at a friendly price.

Time passed little by little, and on the eve of the first voyage of the space carrier, Yarman suddenly found him.

"Teacher, do you have any more tasks?"

His teacher has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and most of them are found at this time, so it is estimated that there is something urgent again.

"Well, I heard you learned quickly from Meyer and Whitebeard?"

"Hehe, it's the two of you who teach well, I'm just doing my best! But if you really count it, my potions attainments are higher than those of runes and teleportation spells, and everyone says that the teacher teaches me well! ”

Morey slapped Yarman on the back of the ass without hesitation.

"Okay, don't slap me on the back, you learned it yourself, what does it have to do with me!"

Having said that, the smile between Yarman's eyebrows could not be hidden.

Ahem!

Yarman coughed lightly and finally got to the point:

"I'm looking for you this time to prepare so that you can take the graduation exam!"